How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 110

 

“Hwuuu…”

 

The distant sound of someone sobbing echoed familiarly.

 

Was a banshee crying again?

 

The voices that sounded were quite a bit different from one, though.

 

“Hwuuuuu…”

 

“You can stop.”

 

Oh, was it just a dream?

 

A dark room slowly became clearer. I’d seen this room before.

 

As the darkness surrounding me gradually ebbed away, I saw a woman crying, standing in front of a balcony and rubbing the heel of her palm against her chest. A man was moving closer to her.

 

I couldn’t see their faces, but a strange sense of familiarity washed over me. The thought of having met this couple somewhere else passed me by.

 

Oh, that’s right. I had had a dream like this once before.

 

Yes, in another place, at another time, that woman had been smiling wickedly, and that man…

 

“Isn’t it time you stopped with the bad acting?”

 

The woman quit her wailing. “What if I don’t want to?”

 

“Ah, you’re really driving me crazy.”

 

“As expected, it doesn’t work on you,” I couldn’t see it, but I could feel the woman sneering. “You’re so annoying, you know that, right?”

 

The sadness ailing her vanished in an instant, something menacing gracing her features instead. I still couldn’t see what she looked like, but I felt the aggression dripping from her echoing and settling in my bones.

 

The man looming over her seemed to be very angry. “You turned the court banquet into a damn circus show. Have you no shame?”

 

“That girl was asking for it. What did you want me to do?”

 

“Did you fight with her just cause she asked you a question? Why don’t you pick a fight with the entire world then?”

 

“You weren’t even there, so what do you know? Right, it must’ve been your little sister that told you. Of course, she must have chosen her side again. She always does.”

 

The woman gave a bitter laugh, the air turning sullen.

 

“Watch your mouth.”

 

“Oh, don’t deny it, you know it’s true. And what if I don’t watch my mouth? Will you hit me? Don’t even joke around, because we both know you won’t.”

 

I was starting to worry a little for the woman.

 

She was deliberately targeting her opponent’s weak spots, his rage already reaching its breaking point. The harsh breaths he took was the only sound that could be heard in this dark and empty room.

 

“You’re such a bad f**king girl.”

 

“And you’re so handsome,” she swooned, ridicule but also honesty honeying her sweet voice.

 

“Consider it an honor then, if you’re willing to admit it.”

 

“Hah! An honor? You?”

 

“Anything you’re dissatisfied with? Tell me, since I’m your so-called husband.”

 

“I’m dissatisfied with your existence itself.”

 

dissatisfied with your existence, you

 

The mood was strange.

 

couldn’t take their

 

storming out of the door if not taking swings at each other before that. Instead, it was the distance between them that was dwindling, something I couldn’t quite put my finger on warming up the

 

almost chest to chest

 

appearance you’re at least

 

There are a hell of a lot more attractive men much better-looking than you in my

 

then? Hurry up and go

 

“You’re a damn j*rk.”

 

there was still space left

 

if you don’t participate in

 

“Hell no!”

 

“Then I won’t either!”

 

fingers through the man’s hair and dug her nails into the back of his neck, pulling him close to her. There was nothing separating

 

her size, but

 

and why I was here, as I

 

sounds of heavy breaths and desperate kissing filled the dark chamber. The only source of light came from the moon raining down

 

Sad and hopeless and wretched all at the same

 

eyes

 

me. I was only a ghost in this dream, after all. Someone from the outside looking

 

somehow, that woman smiled at me—a

 

pieces. The face I hadn’t been able to see previously finally became

 

The woman was me.

 

Borgia, that’s

 

Then, that man is…

 

if someone had turned me to stone. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t talk. I couldn’t

 

The man and the woman vanished and I lost myself to the

 

***

 

eyes had me

 

to lift my hand, but it dropped down to the bed I was lying on like a ton of

 

I? Who got me here?

 

the broken fragments of my memories as I slowly woke up, I turned my eyes to my right, the feeling of

 

I wanted to cry.

 

looking like he hadn’t just gone

 

looked at him, taking him in, my eyes leaving

 

He looked miserable, though.

 

his bangs, the movement taking everything out of me, but my want was

 

low and hoarse, almost a whisper in the soft breeze. “Why didn’t

 

anything. It felt like it didn’t really

 

life,

 

like a stranger in my own

 

him, the voice I answered him with was low and hoarse as well, a

 

“What…?”

 

I was, was an illusion.

 

that had revealed itself to

 

When my brother had had enough of my sniveling and groveling and breaking down, when

 

been

 

“Always.”

 

in his jaw and his lips curled into a mean snarl. I knew it wasn’t me he was

 

I’m already in a situation where I’m hated without

 

traveled around his eye with my numb finger, gently at first until I pressed

 

still kept on gazing at me

 

other arm was free, he could embrace me fully, enveloping

 

around his wide torso and burying my head in the juncture

 

didn’t understand why my head felt

 

had a dream, but I didn’t remember

 

look at me like that. Because it’s not

 

arrogant man,

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